991: Battle of Northern Xinjiang (28th)

"Teacher-teacher-disciple is not filial -" The

third prince cried to death, his already weak body was even more unbearable, and his embarrassed appearance couldn't show any extravagance.

He is not just crying about Wu Liba, he is still crying about the fate and the current predicament he is facing.

Wu Liba led thousands of elites to break him and the prince.

Although they escaped smoothly, they did not carry many weapons on their bodies, not even food or clean water.

They can't get supplies, they are so hungry, they can only eat pasture and bark to satisfy their hunger.

I think that a few months ago, there were 180,000 elites in Beijiang Daying, including the 30,000 elites brought by the prince, a full 210,000!

Two hundred and ten thousand northern Xinjiang warriors, now there are only less than twenty thousand left, all remnants of defeated generals.

The nightmare did not end here, and the news of Wu Liba's death gave them another blow.

The third prince was crying in mourning, and the elder prince was upset, wishing to hack this younger brother to death in order to cleanse his ears.

"What's the use of crying now? The top priority is to contact the major tribes in northern Xinjiang to jointly fight against the willow thief, so that it can be considered worthy of the general."

The prince was upset, and the chasing soldiers at the back had not been completely shaken off. They might go to see Wu at any time. Pull it hard.

"The teacher treats the lonely as a parent, and is not allowed to cry for him?" The

third prince stabilized his emotions, but the eyes were still red and red.

But the prince was right. Now the most important thing is to save his life.

He thought of the culprit, and his teeth tickled with hatred, "I only blame Old Jiu - if it weren't for him to drag him down, how could the teacher die young—"

If the pig teammate of Jiuwang didn't have broken a good card, Beijiang wouldn't As for the loss so huge.

The prince said, "He? Hehe, maybe he's already buried."

How many living people with intact hands and feet were taken away by the flood, and the old Jiu got the wind immediately, but could he still survive?

The prince said that, the third prince felt better.

As everyone knows, not only did they not die, but luckily survived.

Unfortunately, good luck is also limited, and the nine princes were taken back by soldiers searching for living people.

When everyone saw that he was dressed in wealth and noble, they left an eye on him.

While taking him back to Daying, while investigating his identity, he did not expect that he turned out to be the former king of Northern Xinjiang.

Although he was the acting king, he was also the "king." The soldiers hurriedly reported the matter to Jiang Pengji.

Jiang Peng Jiben didn't want to see him. Knowing that this guy could survive a stroke, she wanted to see what this lucky guy looked like out of curiosity.

The nine princes were put into the main account by being framed, and the signs of the nine princes "stroke" were slightly relieved because of the discontinuation of the medicine.

Before, I could only move my eyes, but now I can twist my neck.

The nine princes were already mentally prepared to beg for mercy, never expected to see the white moonlight in their hearts in the main account!

Sun Wen: "..." The

Nine Prince looked directly at Sun Wen, his eyes filled with the pain and accusation of being betrayed.

His eyes were so hot that others could not ignore it.

"Know?" Jiang Pengji asked Sun Wen with a smile, "It looks like you are an old acquaintance in Northern Xinjiang."

Sun Wen smiled, "This person is the ninth son of the Great King of Northern Xinjiang. He is stupid enough to use a knife to kill people. Not bad."

Hearing Sun Wen's words, the nine princes felt so painful that he couldn't help himself, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to cut Sun Wen a thousand times.

It was in vain that he trusted Sun Wen so much, and even worried about the other party's disappearance. He didn't expect that

Sun Wen was actually an undercover agent sent by the willow thief!

Thinking of being played around by Sun Wen, making nine brothers kill each other, and making the Northern Frontier tribe torn apart... The Ninth Prince looked a little ugly, looking at Sun Wen, his eyes were full of thousands of knives-a pity, These knives can't pierce people.

"In that case, this person is still a hero."

Isn't the Ninth Prince a hero who helped Jiang Pengji deal with Beijiang?

Sun Wen laughed and said, "Nian make a great contribution to this person, don't let the lord easily let him go."

Jiang Pengji said, "Rewards and punishments are clear, impartial...Since he is "good," he naturally can't neglect."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the eyes of the nine princes were filled with fear. He tried to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but he salivated.

Jiang Pengji said, "Hold it down, let him and Wu Liba be a company."

No matter how the Ninth Prince struggled, he died in the end. The corpse was hung beside Wu Liba, drifting in the wind.

When Jiang Pengji paid off the spoils and pushed the front to the center of northern Xinjiang by the way, many changes have taken place in the world.

The most shocking news occurred in Zhongzhao-

tens of thousands of refugees broke through the palace defense line, rushed into the palace, burned, killed, and looted, and there was almost no living room in the royal family.

The man was smashed into flesh by the emotional refugees, the woman was humiliated to death, and the female family members of Gong E became the refugees' prisoners.

At the same time, the forces headed by the Nie family were recruiting troops and self-reliant in the name of "clearly surrendering the troubled people."

Seeing that Zhongzhao became such a virtue, Beiyuan and Xichang also wanted to share.

However, the two countries have been in conflict in recent years, and many vassal lords are playing their own small ninety-nine, and they can't make a move for a while.

In addition, Dongqing and Nansheng did not stop for a moment.

Although Jiang Pengji formed an alliance with Huang Song and Xu Pei, although they only supported each other, they also benefited a lot from it.

The person responsible for the alliance with Xu Pei is Yang Si.

Yang Si is now in charge of Hujun, and he represents his father-in-law and the Xu Pei alliance.

With Jiang Pengji's acquiescence, Yang Si went to Xu Pei as a representative to give some military support.

Originally, Xu Pei and Xu Fei were evenly matched. With Jiang Pengji's intervention, the balance tilted towards Xu Pei.

Xu Fei lost half of Hu County and was forced to retreat to Hu County, and his power was greatly reduced.

Compared to Xu Pei's ease, Huang Song is not so lucky.

Their opponent is the Meng clan who sits on the entire Cangzhou!

Tremendous stress.

Huang Song knows that the gap between himself and Meng's is absolutely untouchable. Offensive losses are far greater than defense.

He only needs to hold Meng's pace, and he doesn't have to fight to death with the other party.

With this idea in mind, Huang Song and the counsellor under the account chose the most secure plan-Shou!

Stand forever!

Huang Song turned himself into an iron turtle, armed from head to toe, even his teeth-regardless of Meng's clamor.

Meng clan was patient at first, but as time passed, the good news about Jiang Pengji's visit to northern Xinjiang came out one by one, and Meng clan couldn't sit still. They launched several strong offensives, but Huang Song's side was always unpredictable. After several confrontations, Meng Clan could not gain much advantage.

The two sides entered a state of wrestling, and neither of them would give in.

The battle in Dongqing was stalemate, and Yang Tao was mixed up in Nansheng.

He aggressively invaded the Nansheng site in the name of crusade against the puppet emperor, and he has gained a firm foothold for more than half a year.

However, he divided Nan Sheng's cake, and the local princes of Nan Sheng were reluctant.

992: War in Northern Xinjiang (twenty-nine)

An Xun stared at the information on the table, as if trying to stare it out of two holes.

The more I look, the more my anger grows.

He gritted his posterior teeth angrily, his eyes opened angrily, and he slapped his slap on the table again.

Boom-

just a loud noise, the table quivered slightly from the slapping, and the loud sound hit the eardrums directly.

The sound that rang out at once shocked people, and they didn't dare to distract themselves.

Lu Zheng happened to pass by and stepped in when he heard the movement in the house.

He smiled and asked, "I don't know what happened? The lord was so angry?"

An Yan saw that the person was Lu Zheng, his emotions calmed down, but there was still lingering anger on his face.

He panted heavily, raised his hand to pass the information to Lu Zheng, his face was full of anger.

"Look at the military commander--this Yang Tao... is really deceiving people too much!" A

hint of surprise flashed through Lu Zheng's eyes, but there was no change on his face.

He raised his hand to take the bamboo slip that An Xun handed it, and opened it to see...

"It turned out to be this." After reading the contents of the bamboo slips with a glance at ten lines, Lu Zheng's tone was somewhat clear, and he was not surprised by the contents. When he looked up at An Xin, the other party was still angry. Lu Zheng asked

amusedly , "Why the lord should be angry?" An Xin choked, as if he didn't expect Lu Zheng to react like this.

Can he not get angry?

The foreign thieves occupy the land of Nansheng arrogantly. He is not angry. Is it possible to welcome Yang Tao?

"The military strategist has long known the plot of the Yang Tao thieves?"

Lu Zheng showed a confident smile. He said, "As early as when the Puppet Emperor fled Zhangzhou and fled into Nansheng territory, the ministers had expected this situation. Most of the princes in Dongqing became the climate, Yang Tao and they contend, little chance of winning, the risk is not small. Tao can not sit still. in contrast, in a pseudo-emperor as an excuse to intervene in the South Sheng land, but this risk smaller. "

pseudo-Emperor Tao is not a rival, to escape After entering Nansheng, the days are getting worse every day.

If Yang Tao only went to the pseudo-emperor, and the weeds on the head of the pseudo-emperors grave were all high, how could he jump up and down?

It's clear that people just used the pseudo-emperor as an excuse to deliberately stain the land of the Guizhou Sheng.

Lu Zheng explained this, An Xun listened, holding a anger in his heart.

Of course, this anger couldn't be directed at Lu Zheng, it was directed at Yang Tao.

In An Xuns usual thinking, the land of Nansheng belonged to the people of Nansheng, and outsiders who tainted Zhisheng and invaded their land would be aggression. What is the difference between what Yang Tao did and the four branches of Nanman? The land falls into the hands of outsiders, who can bear this bad breath?

Thinking of this, An Xun couldn't help but feel a heartfelt sadness.

Why is Yang Tao so courageous, because Nansheng has already destroyed the country-

if the four Nanban tribes have destroyed the country of Nansheng's people, how can Yang Tao, a small prince, be able to show off his power in Nansheng?

When Lu Zheng saw An Xi was silent, he guessed something.

He sighed and said, "Master, this matter is a foregone conclusion-our confidant is not Yang Tao -"

In any case, Yang Tao is also a pure Han man, and it is better to fall into Nansheng's hands than to fall into his hands. Trample well.

An Yu cheered up and curbed the grief and anger in his heart.

Lu Zheng is right. His confidant is not Yang Tao but the Fourth Nanban, which has been ravaging Nansheng's land.

An Xiao said, "Thank you for your advice, otherwise, I'll have to go to the horns..."

Lu Zhengqian declined.

He could see clearly, and An Xi said that he figured it out, but he was still thinking about Yang Tao's practice in his heart.

"Chen one thing to talk over with my lord -"

An Cui said, "Despite the army, division, there is something to say, I will fully support."

Lu Zheng, "said Chen Tao want to send people to talk over with, Alliance."

This As soon as he uttered the words, An Xun's face instantly sank. "What does the military commander's words mean?"

Lu Zhengdao , "Yang Tao is from outside, and it looks like a climate, but there are many hidden dangers. If the two companies join forces, they can complement each other."

Although Lu Zheng had already figured out a way to help An Xun's plan, but An Xun's foundation was weak, and his development alone was too slow.

Yang Tao's advantages are obvious, his disadvantages are equally obvious, and An Xun is the same.

Together, the two may complement each other's strengths and weaknesses.

An Xun helped Yang Tao to fully integrate into the Nansheng forces, and Yang Tao helped An Xun further expand the influence of the forces.

An angry, he asked, "You can join hands with anyone, why do you have to choose Yang Tao?" Now

it was Lu Zheng's turn to remain silent.

What can he say?

To be honest, it hurt An Xi's self-esteem.

An Xun wants to make alliances with others, and they still look down on his family background.

On the other hand, Yang Tao's power is not big or small, he is still a foreigner, and his overall strength is comparable to that of security.

If it is an alliance with Yang Tao, the two parties will have the same right to speak, which is good for both parties.

After a while, An Yin calmed down and calmed Lu Zheng with a gentle voice.

Lu Zheng was the basis for his rise to avenge the four Nanbans, saying that he could not provoke the opponent.

"This matter... Then leave it to Shao Yin to do it..."

If the alliance is good for him, even if the partner is Yang Tao, An Xun will recognize it.

"The minister followed the order." A

sorrowful smile was drawn from the corner of Lu Zheng's lips, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, but a ray of disappointment flashed by.

With the help of Lu Zheng, Yang Tao formed an alliance with the Anxian forces.

The princes of the day were beaten to the fore for the benefit of the site, and Jiang Pengji, who was far away in northern Xinjiang, also slowly reaped his own results.

She led the army with Yishui as the boundary, advancing towards the north of northern Xinjiang, occupying several horse farms and tribes.

In the first battle of Yishui, the vitality of the northern Xinjiang was greatly injured, and he fled after hearing the wind.

The scale of the flood was too big and came too suddenly. The tribes and horse farms along the coast were almost abolished and the northern Xinjiang suffered countless losses.

When the weather was hot, the corpses of Wu Liba and the nine princes began to rot and smell within a few days—

"Report—thousands of herders blocked the way—" The messenger hurriedly passed the news to the Chinese military master. account.

"Thousands of herders?" Jiang Pengji curled

her eyebrows, "What do they want to do?" She is not bloodthirsty. She must be fighting with the regular army in northern Xinjiang. As long as ordinary herders behave well, she will not kill them intentionally.

Li Yun followed, and he frowned, "Those herdsmen take the initiative to seek refuge in the lord——"

"I take the initiative to seek refuge?" Jiang Pengji raised his eyebrows, "Look at your expression, it doesn't seem like a good thing-what conditions did they offer?"

If he is sincere, Li Yun will definitely write joy on his face.

At this moment, he frowned, showing that it is not just as simple as taking refuge.

Sure enough-

Li Yun said, "The tribal chiefs of the herders made a request, they are willing to submit, but we have to take out the corpse of Wuliban."

"The corpse of Wuliban? The whole tribe came to take refuge, really there is no tricky?"

Li Yun said, "The final will look like it's true. Every household is dragging the family."

If it is fraudulent, relatives and children will definitely not bring it.

"What they want Wu force pulling corpses do?"

Li Yun Road, "a small tribe tribal leader said he hoped to make an early return to Wu force pulling the arms of God, funeral can be more decent."

Has always been the enemy hanging dry, Looks too bleak.

993: War in Northern Xinjiang (Thirty)

The entire tribe surrendered, just to collect the corpse for Wulipa?

Hearing what Li Yun said, the expressions of the people in the account were different, some were indifferent, some were unbearable, and some were deeply moved.

Although Wu Liba is their enemy, there are still people who think about his goodness after he died, and Wu Liba is not a waste of life in this life.

Jiang Pengji looked at Li Yun and asked faintly, "They just asked for this?"

Li Yun replied with a fist, "There is really only one condition."

At first, Li Yun also thought that this small tribe wanted to hit the stone with pebbles, but they dragged the house. He said, men, women and children, and even babies sleeping in their swaddles, so Li Yun sent someone to negotiate and ask why he was coming. He was also stunned when he heard their request.

It is not uncommon for the entire tribe to surrender, it is uncommon for them to surrender.

At that moment, Li Yun felt a little envious of

Wu Liba's return to life - changing places, if he fell to Wu Liba's ending, would anyone give everything just to replace his corpse. ?

"Lord, do you have to deal with this matter?"

Li Yun couldn't help asking after seeing Jiang Pengji's unresponsiveness for a long time.

Jiang Pengji said solemnly, "Yes, let someone go and collect Wu Liba's body and prepare a better coffin for them."

To her, Wu Liba was just a stumbling block that she kicked away. .

For the herdsmen in northern Xinjiang, Wulipan is probably a hero or even a belief, willing to give everything for it.

It can also be seen from the side that Wu Liban is worthy of respect. Since someone is willing to save his body, what should she do?

Speaking of this, Jiang Pengji suddenly thought of the Nine Princes.

"They didn't say how to deal with the corpse of the Nine Princes?"

Li Yun recalled carefully, confidently, "They didn't mention the Nine Princes."

"Forget it, buy one and get one free. The corpse of the nine princes will be counted as an extra and sent to them. As for how they deal with it, that's their business." Jiang Pengji showed a mocking smile on his face, the nine princes It's a failure to live.

"Yes, I will do it at the end." Li Yun clasped his fists and withdrew, and the armor rubbed with a crisp sound as he walked around.

Li Yun left, and the audience awakened from this episode.

[The sky is full of little white clouds]: Lao Wu didn't lose in this wave of death—there is actually a tribe willing to surrender for him?

[Baobao Seaweed Soup]: Although Lao Wu died tragically, there are still people who remember him well after his death, which shows that he is not a failure in his life.

[Fried dried fish]:...Tsk, you are really emotional, don't think about it so well. Maybe this tribe is just on the way of the anchor marching? Think with your toes and know how famous the anchor is in northern Xinjiang. Beijiang will definitely say that the anchor is a murderous butcher, intimidating the people in the territory. But it is possible for ordinary people to surrender actively in order to survive and protect their young and old...

[The mouse is broken again]: Oh, is this baby the only one who pity the nine princes? A dignified prince of northern Xinjiang, not as good as a courtier.

The audience in the live broadcast room was very sighed. Some people lamented that Wu Liban died well enough, some people pitiful the nine princes died quietly, some reminded Jiang Pengji to be careful of surrendering in northern Xinjiang, and some people continue to be a melon party, just watching the excitement and not mixing, the live broadcast room is very lively. .

There are too many barrage in the live broadcast room, and Jiang Pengji can only block the barrage regularly.

Li Yun instructed his subordinates to condense Wu Liba's body, wipe off the blood, change clothes, and put it in a dark coffin.

As for the corpse of the nine princes that had begun to decay, Li Yun had to be cleaned up and sent over.

Seeing the coffin, the herdsmen of the small tribe cried one by one, crying with endless sadness.

After crying enough, the tribe leader took the initiative to accept the surrender, and the herdsmen behind him followed the courtesy of Northern Xinjiang.

"The lord can think about how to settle these people?"

This tribe is not big, and the total number of men, women and children is less than 10,000, but the number of young and strong is 5,000.

If they are allowed to stay in the camp, it is hard to guarantee that they will not temporarily turn against the water. By then, it will be a disaster to cooperate with the northern frontier.

Instead of leaving them on the battlefield and becoming a hidden danger, it is better to send them back to Chongzhou and other places in batches.

Jiang Pengji also considered this, and she said, "This matter should be handed over to Wenzheng. These people took the initiative to be surrendered, and they can't be treated as ordinary prisoners. Let's send someone to register them and treat them as another household. As a unit, send them to the land in batches."

"That's good, so as not to win over the twists and turns." Qi Guan asked with an eyebrow, "Well, let them return to Chongzhou with the grain team."

In order to ensure the safety of the food transportation route, the round-trip journey Different.

Let these herdsmen go to Chongzhou with the returning traffic team, which not only avoids the exposure of grain transportation routes, but also reduces additional manpower expenditure.

Before the tribe chose to submit, they had prepared for the worst, but in the end they were told that they would just send it to the Central Plains.

Everyone looked at each other, their tense nerves finally relaxed, and even the northern Xinjiang women holding their children secretly wept with joy.

They carefully set up Wu Li's body and managed to get a decent funeral.

Except for this episode, Jiang Pengji's army was like a broken bamboo, and followed Yishui all the way to the north.

The area of ​​northern Xinjiang is vast, and the overall area is only two to thirty percent smaller than that of Dongqing. However, most of the land in northern Xinjiang is not suitable for people to live in. Therefore, this area is not rich in population. The number of people is only one-tenth of Dongqings total population. Fewer than two million people can be called rare.

Jiang Pengji and Beijiang fought in Yishui. The total number of people who died in the war and drowned by floods has exceeded 150,000.

If you count the population captured by Jiang Pengji and the population who voluntarily surrendered, the overall loss of northern Xinjiang is approaching the 200,000 mark.

This number was shockingly large, and it slammed the eyeballs of the nobles in Northern Xinjiang, making them feel distressed to think about it.

Facing the pressing enemy forces, the Beijiang tribes had different minds, but they had to join forces when the disaster was facing.

Although they joined forces, everyone was at odds.

On the day when Yishui was flooded, after Wu Lipuan broke his troops, the prince and the third prince fled with the main force. At the last count, they had less than 10,000 troops in their hands. Even if there were some remnants returning to the team one after another, their strength was only 15,000, and many of them were physically disabled.

They have no supplies and rations, and their troops do not even have much combat power, so they can only be regarded as the last in the north.

When the major forces in northern Xinjiang gathered, they didn't even have the right to speak, and instead became small supporting actors.

The third prince became the acting king under Ullibs supporters, but this acting king was not recognized by others.

Faced with the pressure of strong soldiers, their first thought was not how to defend against the enemy, but to squeeze in a bunch of electoral kings.

Seeing everyone in the tent arguing, the eldest prince looked gloomy, and the third prince looked like crying instead of crying.

994: Battle of Northern Xinjiang (Thirty One)

"Strong troops suppress the realm, are you still thinking about fighting for power and gain?" There is

only a generation king. If the northern border is gone, the generation king is a fart!

The words of the third prince fell into the ears of the other brothers, and they turned into ostentation and ridicule.

"The third brother really doesn't hurt when standing and talking. You are the one who used to be the king. Of course you can say this, but the brothers have not even touched the side." The third prince was the king, Although only a few days ago, it is also better than other brothers who have never been before.

The third prince's expression was green and white, and he almost vomited the suffocating efforts in his chest.

If the teacher is alive in the sky, and seeing that Beijiang is still a scene of infighting, I don't know how he would feel.

The third prince said, "If you do this, wouldn't it mean that the willow thief is in vain--" The

other brothers' complexions turned cold, some were dismissive, some rolled their eyes secretly, and others sneered coldly.

The meeting broke up again. The strength of the princes was almost equal, and no one could beat each other with an overwhelming victory.

The third prince went out of the big tent in despair, followed by his elder brother, the fifth prince.

"Third brother, don't blame the brother for speaking badly--" The

third prince turned to look at the brother of the pitted brother, his complexion very ugly. If it werent for the five princes to hold him back, maybe he would have become the king of Northern Xinjiang with the support of Wu Liba, how could he get the old nines stupid to entrap hundreds of thousands of warriors in Northern Xinjiang?

If he was the great king at the beginning, Beijiang would not be killed like this by Liu Xi Keng.

"Say what?" the third prince asked coldly.

"We are all fathers' sons. No one was born with a lower head." The fifth prince glanced around and said after making sure that no one was there. "You can be the king, and others can be the king. Why are you acting like a king? Reprimanding our brothers with a look of being exhausted for Northern Xinjiang? The loneliness of other brothers knows that they would rather give it to outsiders than be taken advantage of by their own brothers."

When the third prince heard this, his face paled.

The fifth prince said again, "You have no luggage and no food now, just

send it under the fence, and you should be safe and don't jump too much." After all , the fifth prince walked away with his head held high, and his mood was unprecedented.

His third elder brother studied under Wu Liba, and when he was with his brothers, he always put on a look of eyes above the top.

He had long seen this person not pleasing to his eyes, but now his spirit has been severely frustrated, not to mention how cheerful he is.

In addition to a few princes in Northern Xinjiang, there are other noble tribes, and these people also hold a lot of troops in their hands.

Several princes tried their best to win over the nobles of Northern Xinjiang and increase their bargaining chips. In the end, the six princes won.

Who makes the Sixth Prince's mother's family the most prominent and the most well-connected?

After successfully winning, the six princes resolutely integrated their forces and summoned their staff to advise themselves.

The quality of the staff is not uniform, and the individual holds personal opinions. In addition, the rules of northern Xinjiang are not strict, and the main account is like a vegetable market.

Some people think that Jiang Pengji's previous victory over northern Xinjiang was mostly lucky, and it was nothing to be afraid of.

Some people think that Wuli is getting old, the commanding is not good, and the command error is the root cause of Beijiang's defeat.

Of course, in addition to these two groups of people, there are also friendly and eulogizing people. The third prince turned black after listening to it for a few days.

"Hehe--you idiots, if the willow thief is really so easy to deal with, then the lonely is here to wish you an early victory!" After

saying that, the third prince flung his sleeves and left, and the elder prince who was on the side saw this, and he got up too. Followed.

"The third child, didn't you give someone a handle when you said this?"

The prince was angry, and quickly stopped the third prince.

When the third prince saw that the visitor was the eldest prince, his expression was slightly softened.

Probably because the two had "lived and died together", the relationship was much better than before.

"What do you keep? The loneliness is just telling the truth. They despise the willow thief, and sooner or later they will suffer a big loss." The third prince said this, could not help but think of his own mentor, his eyes were slightly hot, "These people-when I really missed the teacher's efforts."

The prince chose to be silent.

Compared to the brothers who were ruthless and free to fly, the prince believed in the mind of the third prince more.

If the third prince's mind is not good, and the Great King of Northern Xinjiang has nine sons under his knees, why did Wu Li pick the third son alone?

"What should I do? Watching them make mistakes?" The prince couldn't help but curl his eyebrows. He still knew a little bit of himself. He and Beijiangs interests were tied together. Beijiang Xinghe would be better off, and Beijiang would be unlucky. It's over. If Northern Xinjiang were to die, Jiang Pengji would not be able to let him go, "The old six have soft ears, and always like to listen to the advice of their parents and generations whenever they are hesitant—"

Dont underestimate the skills of foreign relatives in Northern Xinjiang, they are comparable to those of the Central Plains. The relatives are even more acquainted, and they are very familiar with puppet manipulation.

Isn't the current sixth child a puppet in the hands of his mother's relatives?

Without the help of these foreign relatives, where would the first six contemporary kings be obtained?

The third prince looked sad, and he said, "Now we can only take one step and see one step at a time, I hope they will not be too stupid."

At the same time, the third prince's angry departure also angered the sixth prince.

Six princes put pressure on the staff, forcing them to come up with a feasible combat plan as soon as possible.

Not to mention, there is no motivation without pressure.

The six princes pressed for it, and the team of staff came up with a clever plan.

"...Is this really feasible?" The Sixth Prince hesitated.

The aides said, "The willow thief has accepted the surrendered tribe before, so the other party is not very vigilant. The king can start from then on, order a tribe to surrender and seek her trust, and when the time is right, he will come back to meet the inside and outside, and the willow thief will definitely be defeated."

Six princes carefully considered the suggestions of his staff, and the more he thought about it, the higher the possibility.

In the end, he made a final decision, "Yes, then do it." The

staff said, "I heard that the willow thief is surrounded by a large group of staff, and there are countless capable people. It is too much to be seen through by the other party. The acting king needs to pay attention to some details."

Six princes Asked, "What are the details?" the

aides said, "I heard that the tribes who had been reconciled before were almost dragging their families to reconciliation, and the willow thief was convinced. If the king wants to design, he must follow suit. Otherwise, I am afraid it will be difficult. Winning the willow thief's trust will provoke suspicion." The

sixth prince frowned and stretched his brows suddenly.

"Do as you said. If you can capture the willow thief alive, Gu will definitely give you a big credit! Reward you for the title, the cattle and sheep." The

staff happily responded.

The third prince knew the plan of the sixth prince, and he was a little surprised.

"It's not that you have no brains at all--" The

third prince thought to himself that this strategy is very feasible. Jiang Pengji had already accepted the surrendered tribe, and her vigilance had been reduced. At this time, if another surrendered tribe came, she wouldn't be able to get to the bottom, maybe she could fool it.

The six princes are gearing up to do a big job.

995: Battle of Northern Xinjiang (32)

The counselor was inspired by the six princes, his mind quickly turned, and suddenly he had another plan.

"On behalf of the king, the minister heard that Liu Xi is the eldest daughter of the family and not the only daughter. Liu She still has a concubine under her knees." The aides quickly turned his mind, and a provocative strategy quickly took shape in his heart. He said, "The Han family in Zhongyuan has always despised women. Even if there is no male in the family, the family inheritance will be passed on to the adoptive stepson and not to the daughter. No matter how talented Liu Xi is, she will only be an unmarried daughter..." The

married daughter throws out the water. The man's family is here, and it belongs to the guests when he arrives at his natal family.

The Han family in the Central Plains did not have the habit of handing over the inheritance of their ancestors to women.

No matter how capable a woman is, it is also a man who inherits the family business, otherwise she will be a dead end!

The sixth prince was a little confused, and he quickly asked, "What does this mean?" the

aides asked , "On behalf of the king, no matter how good Liu Xi can fight, Liu She is still alive. In the words of the Han family in the Central Plains, one' Filial piety can crush her. She is just an unmarried girl, and no matter how much family business she earns, she will also make a wedding dress for that concubine..." The

sixth prince nodded as he listened, and wondered.

"What you mean is... to instigate the relationship between Liu Xi and her younger brother? Just let her younger brother fight with her?"

Jiang Pengji was able to get to this point, and she basically did not rely on her family history and family connections.

In other words, she built such a large territory from scratch.

If it was because of her daughter's body, she was forced by Liu She to hand over everything she had earned to her concubine, would she not complain in her heart?

From the point of view of the concubine, he should have taken everything from his sister-in-law, because he was the one who inherited the Liu family. Everything earned by the unmarried sister-in-law should be his. If Jiang Pengji was unwilling to hand it over, it would be a robbery for her younger brother.

The staff solemnly nodded and patted the other's horse comfortably.

"On behalf of Wang Yingming, that's what it meant." The aides smiled, "If there is a disturbance in the rear, Liu Xi will naturally not care about the front line."

Regardless of the front lines, it is naturally less likely to find that the tribes who have surrendered are tricky.

The sixth prince nodded, looking suddenly realized.

"Then this matter...I'll leave it to you too. Make sure to do it properly." The

Sixth Prince is a standard Northern Xinjiang guy, his mind is full of muscles.

He advocates respect for strength and the supremacy of violence.

Brain or something, no matter how good it is, can it beat his fist?

As long as he has the power, some people will make suggestions for him.

The staff member smiled and said, "The minister will live up to his mission." A

two-pronged approach can yield quick results.

While the six princes proceeded to surrender the tribe, they set fire to Jiang Pengji's rear.

In order to let Jiang Pengji relax her vigilance, the Sixth Prince also deliberately withdrew part of her troops to make her advance more steadily.

After winning streak all the way, Jiang Pengji not only didn't get complacent, but instead he sank and ordered the army to integrate in place.

Qi Guanrang and Wei Ci were the first to discover the abnormality. The former didn't ask much, but instead handed the errand to Wei Ci.

Wei Ci "accepted orders in the face of danger", hesitating how to speak.

"Just ask if you have anything, what are you

holding back for?" Jiang Pengji did not stop the movements in his hands, only raised his eyelids. Although there was no extra expression, his eyes were slightly gentle.

Wei Ci hesitated for a moment, he said, "The lord

has been in a bad mood for days..." If it is private, the lord has always been unassuming, and he can often play with his subordinates, laughing and cursing, without restraint.

Formal occasions are more stable, with little change in expression, and it is difficult to find out if you don't observe carefully or don't understand enough.

Wei Ci felt her emotions, and the other party was not happy, even a little angry.

"For this?" Jiang Pengji raised her

eyebrows amusedly and asked, "Zixiao didn't think we were too easy to win?" Wei Ci twisted his eyebrows. "The lord suspects that Beijiang has another plan?"

Jiang Pengji said, "No. I just can't get used to the impetuous atmosphere up and down the big camp. Let's take a break for the time being and let them chill their heads."

Wei Ci recalled a little bit and understood Jiang Pengji's intentions.

Since the start of the Battle of Northern Xinjiang, the enemies they have encountered have been defeated in their hands, and they have hardly suffered many setbacks.

Now there is a smooth journey, the enemy is frightened, from the generals to the pawns, the mentality is a little impetuous.

Jiang Pengji couldn't hurt their morale, but he could delay the pace and calm them down.

Wei Ci heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "If this is the case, Ci will be relieved."

Jiang Pengji asked back, "Otherwise, what do you think it is?"

Wei Ci was surprised for a moment and couldn't help but look up at the other's eyes.

"Lord——"

Jiang Pengji said, "It just so happens that I also have one thing to ask you."

Wei Ci was kind to a runner, "Lord , I ask you, I know everything you know."

Jiang Pengji said, "Which is more important, me or Wei? "

Since the Battle of Northern Xinjiang, this is a rare opportunity for her to be alone with Wei Ci. She wants to ask some questions.

Qi Guan let Dian wake her up, roundabout and silence can't solve the problem, it may be more effective to go straight.

Wei Ci was dumb, his eyes filled with surprise.

"Which is more important?"

Wei Ci smiled bitterly. "You can't have both fish and bear's paws. No matter how you answer this question, there is always something unsatisfactory."

For a family who has received orthodox education, family ancestry Far superior to everything, this is what every heir must support.

However, Wei Ci is different from ordinary people. His previous life experience made him more open-minded than anyone else.

Which is more important, family or her?

Do you still need to think about it?

"Naturally is the lord." Wei Ci said softly and firmly, "No one can weigh more than your compassionate point."

Jiang Pengji looked straight at him and whispered, "Then Zixiao is willing to be my side. Lonely minister?"

What is a lonely minister?

A distant minister who is isolated and helpless or not reusable also refers to a person who has his own thoughts and personal ethics, and does not pursue fame, fortune, power and influence. Jiang Pengji asked him if he wanted to be the lone minister by her side, and the meaning was clear.

To choose her, Wei Ci must have a clean break with Wei Shi.

Except for her, Wei Ci couldn't point towards anyone.

Of course, this question has a deeper meaning.

Wei Chi flaring lip, "My lord, if one day, God warning - I do not pass Timor, Huangfu Instead, you believe it?"

Jiang Peng Ji heard this, he frowned, "God, how a warning alert law??"

"Heaven Drop meteorite warning, meteorite lettering..."

Before Wei Ci had finished speaking, he saw the three words "Are you stupid" written all over the lord's eyes.

"First, even if a meteorite is engraved, it will fly from outer space to the surface of the earth, that character is long gone. Second, the meteorite is an unburnt cosmic meteor outside the earth, fragments that have escaped the orbit of the earth, and other planets. Its impossible to have words on the surface." Jiang Pengjis words made Wei Ci very stunned. He understood every word and wouldnt recognize them when they were combined. His lord also said, "If there are really Such a meteorite engraved with [Emperor does not pass the first generation, Huangfu replaces it], most of it is someone who wants to kill you—"

996: Battle of Northern Xinjiang (Thirty-three)

Warmth surged in Wei Ci's heart.

No matter how slandered by others, at least the person in front of him believes that he is innocent.

This cognition filled him with joyful emotions.

Jiang Pengji said, "Don't tell me, you died because of this?"

Wei Ci was still a little uncomfortable.

Although the vest had been taken off by the opponent long ago, he always felt strange that the lord accepted him and mentioned his past life so frankly.

That feeling is hard to explain in a word.

It really needs to be described in words, which is probably similar to-

he talked about his first love with his wife?

His Majesty and Lord Lord are clearly the same person, but Wei Ci feels embarrassed and ashamed, as if he is alone in two boats.

"No..."

Wei Ci denied. Although he had thought about seeking death several times during that time, he could n't hold back the guards sent by His Majesty who stared too closely.

"I won't let the same thing happen." Jiang Pengji said, "Wen Zheng had a cordial talk with me. I think he was right. Interest is not a matter of widowhood and unevenness. If you have ever fallen into this. In an embarrassing situation, I can only say that the'Jiang Pengji' was too negligent and incompetent, and failed to truly make a bowl of water smooth, giving others a reason to attack you... I can't protect you, it's her fault..."

Wei Ci decisively

Said , "No—Your Majesty did a good job, Ci has failed her arrangements and expectations." Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Wei Ci opened his mouth, his face full of guilt and self-blame.

"I did it again, and I saw a lot of things-the meteorite warning, the responsibility should be kindness..."

His Majesty in the previous life was not partial, but he was too stupid to see clearly his identity and situation.

Although it was not disclosed to the public, Wei Ci often stayed overnight in the palace. What is the relationship between him and your Majesty, even if the two keep secrets, most people don't know, but Qi Guanrang, Feng Zhenzhi and others will not be able to guess? These counsellors are all evildoers who can go, and they are all difficult to deal with.

They know it but don't tell the truth, they should choose the default.

Your Majesty is unbiased, and important courtiers have chosen default support, which should have been a balanced situation.

But Wei Ci did a stupid thing!

This stupid thing, Wei Ci has just been awakened.

The key lies in Weishi!

He didn't have a deep relationship with Wei Shi, but he didn't break up.

Knowing that the Wei clan was down, he also tried to support the family.

Although supporting him, Wei Ci did not use personal connections for favoritism. Instead, he had selected a lot of plastic talents from the clan, and recommended them to his Majesty after teaching them well. As long as there is support in the court, Wei's thriving is only a matter of time, and he won't have any extra hands.

The Wei family was withered because of the war, but the family background is still there and there are many talents.

Just one chance, Wei Shi will return to the ranks of the top family.

For a time, Wei's limelight was infinite.

Wei Ci recommends talents for the good of His Majesty. These talents are strictly controlled by him and can withstand the test of strong winds and waves.

In the eyes of other families, this is not a good sign!

Isn't Wei Ci helping the Wei clan to cultivate the power of relatives?

When His Majesty is gone, will he not support children with his blood to ascend the throne of God and control the government?

There are more conspiracy theories, it is not impossible to kill the young emperor himself ascended the throne.

No wonder—

it's no wonder that not only the major families have intervened in the matter of meteorites, but also the figures of the important ministers and confidants that your majesty relied on.

Considering from your majesty's perspective, even the important ministers can't tolerate Wei Ci.

Thinking of this, his back was sweaty.

[Your Majesty can trust you, let me believe you once. 】

【Wei Zixiao, take care of your hand, dont stretch it too long, otherwise, dont blame it for cutting it! People

dont know the origin of Jiang Pengji, so they dont know that the meteorite warning will not work in front of her.

But if there is another emperor, this big move is going on, not to mention that Wei Ci is going to die, and Wei Clan will be buried with him.

After thinking about all this, Wei Ci's face turned pale.

Being in a trance, someone poked his eyebrows with his finger, and a little red mark appeared soon.

Wei Ci returned to his body and touched his eyebrows.

"Have you recovered?" Jiang Pengji said frankly, "Anyway, everything is over, don't repeat the same mistakes."

Wei Ci felt full of emotions, and looked at Jiang Pengji's eyes with endless emotion.

"Ci and Wei, there is no longer any contact in this life." Wei Ci said, "If you break this oath—"

"I know, it will be avoided by swearing a poisonous oath ." Jiang Pengji smiled, and she said, "As long as you remember That's it."

Wei Ci couldn't help swallowing the unfinished words back into his stomach.

Looking back now, he found that many things could actually be avoided, but he hadn't noticed in the game.

As he was talking, the letter sent a reply from the outside.

"Li Xiaowei begs to see the lord."

"Han Mei is here? Quickly let him in."

Jiang Pengji got up and returned to the main seat, giving Wei Ci a pity.

In the military camp, a little time of solitude is precious.

After a while, the tent opened. Hearing the sound of armor rubbing and colliding in his ears, Li Yun, dressed in silver armor, walked in.

"See the lord." Li Yun didn't notice the weird atmosphere in the tent, and said to himself, "There is a messenger from the Northern Frontier tribe twenty miles away from Daying."

"The messenger from the Northern Frontier tribe?" Jiang Pengji was in a much better mood. He also smiled, "Could it be possible that I came to surrender again?"

Li Yun praised, "The Lord's information is like a god, they really came to submit."

This time the surrendered tribe is medium in size. There are about 8,000 young and strong. The tribe has a population of fifteen thousand.

The overall population of Northern Xinjiang is not very large, so many people surrendered at one time.

Thinking of this, Li Yun couldn't help but cool.

Jiang Pengji curled her brows. She did not respond immediately. Instead, she said to Wei Ci, "Zi Xiao——"

She called out . Wei Ci seemed to know what she was thinking, and got up and fetched a topographic map of northern Xinjiang from the side. . These drawings are all important strategic resources, a small part of them are secretly drawn by themselves, and most of them are collected from the territories of the tribes they have contributed.

Jiang Pengji opened a piece of parchment and carefully read the content on it.

"Zi Xiao, something is wrong--" Jiang Pengji said, "I can't tell

what's wrong for a while--" Not so much she found anything, it was better to say that her war intuition told her that things were not so simple.

"What did the lord find?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Not sure...Han Mei, you go to settle those people, I will meet their messengers myself."

Li Yun took the order , Jiang Pengji looked at the parchment, his eyes flickered slightly.

After an hour, Li Yun brought the tribe messenger to see Jiang Pengji.

When the tribal leader appeared in the military tent, Jiang Pengji's eyes looked at him from head to toe.

Jiang Pengji's attitude was faint, and his reaction was confusing.

Someone took the initiative to submit. This should be a happy event. Why is she still reluctant to react?

997: War in Northern Xinjiang (34)

What would his mood be if he took his tribe to seek refuge with the enemy?

Li Yun was dumbfounded by this question, and blurted out, "It's impossible." The

father-in-law likes to ask him hypothetical questions. Does he seem so bad?

If he really got to that kind of situation, he would rather die than begging for mercy at the enemy.

Jiang

Pengji laughed dumbly and said gently, "I said it was hypothetical. If this is the case, what will your mood be like?" "Unwilling, hate, and fearful but have to forbear, be small and be careful to please the former enemy? "

Li Yun thought about it for a while, guessing vaguely.

Although he didn't have such experience, he could understand a bit by simulating the situation.

Jiang Pengji asked again, "Hami said well, but if you think about it carefully, what was the reaction of the envoy and his entourage just now?"

Li Yun said in surprise, "Reaction? Isn't it a normal reaction?"

"Where is normal ? That's it?" Jiang Pengji's eyes were a little cold, she sneered and said, "If you lead the people to surrender to the enemy-this enemy will kill nearly 200,000 of his compatriots-this hatred is a bloody hatred. Even if he had to bow his head in order to survive, he couldn't have a sense of identity and belonging in his heart. But that person was different-he and his entourage reacted very interestingly."

Li Yun wanted to scratch his head, he didn't see the difference at all.

Jiang Pengji said, "He has an entourage who is trembling. He stepped on a rabbit hole and fell over because of his unwillingness. So his trouser legs were dyed with a few strands of white hair, and his boots, trouser tubes, and sleeves were all traces of mud, although A simple shot, but there are still traces left. After entering the main tent, the man also kept his head down and shoulders shrunk, but his hands were tightly clamped on both sides of his body. On the one hand, he was afraid that I was in the north. Jiangs foul name, on the other hand, hates and hates me, but he cant do it—"The

followers reaction is relatively normal and belongs to a reasonable category.

This entourage showed hatred, while the other entourages flinched, and their inner fear was greater than hatred.

"... Looking back at the tribal messenger, his reaction is quite interesting. Before meeting me, he ate roast lamb, drank mare's milk wine, and slept with beauty, so he smelled a bit heavy. From this point, we can see that, The other party's mood is quite relaxed, his attitude is very calm, and he has no emotions that Han Mei said. After meeting me, his performance seemed to be respectful and fearful, but the respect was too fake and perfunctory."

Jiang Pengji said it was also a fighter from the bottom. For those who climbed to a high position, she knows this perfunctory too well.

Li Yun hesitated for a moment, and hesitated and said, "If it is perfunctory, it seems to be justified?"

On behalf of the tribe, surrendering to Jiang Pengji, it must be a relatively detached high-level in the tribe.

Even if he had to surrender to the enemy due to the situation, he did not approve of it in his heart, so "perfunctory" was justified.

Jiang Pengji said, "However, when the fearful follower and the confident messenger are placed together, then it is not justified."

Li Yun suddenly thought of something, and a strange feeling flashed in his heart.

"The lord means... they are surrendering?"

If the people who come to surrender are confident, their lord is afraid that they will be shot out directly.

There is no slightest sincerity to surrender a hair!

If the people who came to surrender were trembling, for fear that they would encounter a new boss who was murderous, this reaction would be the most normal.

Not to mention imaginary, the fame of his father-in-law in northern Xinjiang is fierce, and it can stop children from crying at night.

The reality is that the leading messenger and the entourage have completely opposite attitudes. The former eats meat, drinks and sleeps with women. How does it look like humiliation and surrender?

What does this show?

Explain that there is a ghost in it.

No matter what the ghost, they can't take it lightly.

"In this place of the battlefield, the trick of swindling has been tried repeatedly, why is it impossible?" Jiang Pengji said with a bit of coldness in her eyes, "but it's too early to say this, first send someone to stare at them secretly, if there is any abnormal behavior Tell them, don't disturb them."

Li Yun took the order and retreated. Wei Ci did not leave , but instead looked at her with strange eyes.

"What are you looking at me?" Jiang Pengji approached and sat beside him, "I can see a flower if I look too much?"

Wei Ci smiled, "It's nothing, just suddenly remembered something."

Jiang Pengji Raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "What is something worthy of you being so fascinated?"

"Since Ci knew the lord,

no one has been able to hide it from the lord." Whether it was a surrender or other deception, in Wei Ci's memory, no one seemed to be able to hide it. she.

Is it because her alertness is too high, or she has never trusted anyone from the bottom of her heart.

In addition to his sensitive and thoughtful personality, the other reason he was suffering from the gains and losses in his previous life was because he didn't feel much trust in his Majesty. That feeling is hard to describe, but he really feels that there is an insurmountable gap between himself and his Majesty.

If this is known to someone in the previous life, he will definitely say that he is nonsense.

How can your Majesty be suspicious?

If your Majesty is suspicious, how can she tolerate Wei Ci?

A meteorite falling from the sky, which authority will not give birth to a murderous heart?

His Majesty chose to take it lightly and didn't pursue Wei Ci's family. Can this be suspicious?

Wei Ci does not agree with this statement.

Suspicious is not the same as distrust.

Your Majesty is not a suspicious person, but she does not trust anyone.

Before, he would rather rot in his stomach than daring to say such things, but now he wants to ask clearly.

Jiang Pengji said narcissistically, "That's my wise martial arts. Any deception is futile in my eyes."

Wei Ci asked back, "The lord really thinks that? From Ci's point of view, the lord is afraid that he didn't trust anyone. "

Zi Xiao, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Pengji said, "Even if I don't trust others, I can't believe in

Zi Xiao." Wei Ci pursed his lips, he said, "If this is the case, why the lord ——"

Jiang Pengji's expression condensed two points, "What is it?"

Wei Ci hesitated for a while, wrote a word on the palm of her hand with his finger, and said in a low voice, "You don't even believe this person——"

If even that person Not worthy of the Lord's trust, Wei Ci didn't know who else in the world had this qualification.

"Zi Xiao, you can ask, I am very happy." Jiang Pengji said, "I know your origins, with your talents, you probably doubt my identity. Why do I not trust people, just because the other party is not worth it. I trust, do you understand?"

Because you know the truth and see through the truth, any obstacles in front of her will not work.

Wei Ci looked at Jiang Pengji with complicated eyes, a little strange, but more familiar with his bones.

Jiang Pengji smiled faintly, "It was originally fake, no matter how illusory or obscured, it still can't be true..."

998: Battle of Northern Xinjiang (Thirty-five)

"Haha—Look at this, Liu Xi is not as godly as he spreads outside—" The

tribe envoy successfully completed the surrender task, and he was in a good mood.

As soon as he returned to a safe place, he revealed his original appearance.

"Don't take it lightly, look down on Liu Xi's people, no one will end well." The comrade warned.

The tribal messenger lay on the animal leather chair, comfortably enjoying the beauty of her shoulders.

"What are you afraid of?" He said, "If Liu Xi doubts us, she will allocate an independent camp for us?"

With an independent camp, it is like a child has his own room and private space, and he is not afraid of his parents if he does some small actions. NS.

"Although this is the case, there is a saying in the Central Plains Han family that you should be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, and you can't relax your vigilance until the end."

Compared with the arrogance of the tribal messenger, this person is quite calm.

The tribes messenger said, "Well, you dont have much ink in your stomach, and you are really good at pulling text. Lao Tzu is afraid of you. Now you are surrounded by her own people, and Liu Xi has no clairvoyant eyes and wind ears. She can still listen from far away. A whisper to us? You are so courageous." The

companion showed a bit of disapproval, but because the other party's position was higher than his own, he could only swallow his breath.

"Don't worry about this and worry about that, just do your own business well." The tribe envoy Dama sat with a golden sword, "he said, you are right, Liu Xi is stupid, but the people under her account we just bad juicy allegiance, can not let the other side Zhuadaobabing recent days, maybe there will be spies to sneak into Liu Xi, you bundle up your people, lest revealed the secret, bad behalf of the king's plan -.. "

Tomorrow Miscellaneous is prone to bad things, so only a few key people know about fraud, and others don't.

It was heard that the tribe chose to surrender Jiang Pengji without fighting. Many warriors were too frustrated, and some were worried about their future.

The overall momentum is very sluggish, but they know it is necessary.

If everyone knows about the surrender, who can guarantee that everyone is tight-lipped?

What if you have a bald mouth or talk in a dream, isn't that a bad thing?

With these thoughts in mind, they are calm and obedient, and don't cause trouble or trouble, as if they were really obedient.

However, as Jiang Pengji said-it was originally fake, no matter how mysterious and obscured, it still can't be true-no matter how they play, but in Jiang Pengji's eyes, they just came to surrender and can't win her. Trust.

In the blink of an eye, most of the month passed, it was the hottest season of the year.

Beijiang intends to do both, using Jiang Pengji to deceive Yin, while planting bombs in her defense.

The surrender was arranged, and the defensive provocation was also put on the agenda.

Liu Zhao has been a little worried recently.

He wanted to fight the cock and walk the dog outside every day, and he didn't want to go home either.

"Auntie Die, Auntie is still fighting on the front line. My marriage is not in a hurry."

Liu Zhao sneaked up the wall to go home. Under the wall stood a familiar slim figure, scared his legs softened and almost fell down.

"Not in a hurry?" Aunt Die looked at him up and down, pretending to be annoyed, "It's time for you to be married at your age. Are you in a hurry?" A

few months ago, Aunt Die brought her servants to Chongzhou with the only purpose. One-

give Liu Zhao a kiss!

When I was a child, the mother-in-law in the main room was lingering on the bed, and the auntie Die was in charge of her in the house.

Thanks to this auntie Die who didn't deliberately toss the concubine and concubine in the backyard, Liu Zhao's life was easy.

Although Aunt Die Niang was arrogant and indifferent to others, thinking about the situation of other bastards, Liu Zhao added a bit of admiration to her.

But it's one thing to admire respect, and it's another thing for the other party to force oneself to make a marriage.

"Auntie, I'm still young, I haven't played enough yet--"

Liu Zhao didn't resist dating, but he didn't want to make a kiss at this juncture.

Before he could finish speaking, Auntie Die's eyes turned cold when she saw him.

Liu Zhao was cold all over, and forgot everything.

"I haven't played enough? You can play as if you booked a kiss-you have grown up, you can't be willful!" Die Niang said, "Liu Zhao -" The

words were not over, and a familiar voice came from behind.

"The child is still young, what are you forcing him to do?" Liu She, dressed in casual clothes, looked like he was walking by after a meal. He stepped forward and looked at the concubine's room and concubine, and said coldly, "If Zhaoer is not a weapon, then It's not a good

thing -I don't count on him anyway ." Liu Zhao and Die Niang changed their faces, but their expressions were slightly different.

The former was slightly injured, while the latter seemed to endure something.

After a while, Aunt Die said in a non-negotiable tone, "What if I must push him? Cousin, you want to stop me?"

Liu She glanced at Liu Zhao and sighed, "The older you are, you The more temperament is--"

"The more what?" Aunt Die Niang raised her eyebrows, with a real anger on her face, "I said I want him to make a kiss as soon as possible!"

Liu She's eyes stopped, he and Aunt Die Looking at each other, he was finally defeated.

"Okay, it's up to you. Zhao'er, don't disobey your concubine."

Aunt Die's expression twitched when she heard Liu She's words.

Concubine?

Even after so many years, she still couldn't adapt to this title.

Liu She is gone, Liu Zhao's small arm can't twist Aunt Die's thick thigh, and he can only resign himself to reality.

"Choose, choose which one is which."

Aunt Die sits in front of Liu Zhao. The table is full of information about young girls.

Liu Zhao's face was bitter, and he scorched his gaze against Auntie Die, grievingly to choose.

"Do you think Auntie is harming you?"

Liu Zhao shook his head, "Don't dare."

"It's fine if you don't dare, anyone will harm you, but I will definitely not." Aunt Die seemed to think of something, a flash of remembrance flashed in her eyes, but She didnt indulge, and quickly recovered, No matter what happens in the future, dont think about things that shouldnt belong to you, dont listen to peoples instigation, it will bring you a disaster. You are Your mother's only remaining child is her only obsession before her death. If you are no longer there, she will be sad when she knows-be smart, don't be used by others. "

Be used by others?"

By whom?

Liu Zhao's face remained unchanged, and his mind changed several times.

"I promised your mother to protect you well. You can't do anything to disappoint her, do you understand?"

An indescribable emotion spread in Liu Zhao's heart.

"Auntie—"

Auntie Die said, "Quickly pick, don't ink."

Liu Zhao said, "What the hell is Auntie worried about?"

"I'm worried that you stupid will be played by those two people! Your mother can't fight, how many are you? How much is the catty?" Aunt Die gritted her teeth, "We will get married as soon as possible, and when you have a child, you will leave a trace of your mother's blood. Then you can die as you like, and I don't care. Others don't know, I can still I dont know? You think youre good at hiding, so the two of you cant see it anymore?"

This kid is not even good at his mother, so who else is he trying to fool?

"Auntie——Did you misunderstand something?" Liu Zhao asked her in a low voice.

"What can I misunderstand? I saw with my own eyes that your mother...If it weren't for you and Lan Ting, why would I come to Liu Mansion?"

999: Battle of Northern Xinjiang (36)

Liu Zhao looked at Aunt Die in silence.

When he looked at others seriously, outsiders would find that his eyes looked extremely like Jiang Pengji.

"Auntie——" Liu Zhao lowered her voice, and said in a serious tone, "I know what I do, I know——"

"What can you count!" Auntie Die seemed to be stimulated by something, her hands squeezed uncontrollably He touched Liu Zhao's shoulder, his expression was overwhelmingly excited, and it seemed to be a bit distorted, "Your mother said that she knew in her heart back then, what will end in the end?" It's

dead!

The day before, she smiled and taught her the person in charge of Zhongkui and Pear Blossom Wine, but she died the next day!

Aunt Die clearly wanted to scream, but she was still sensible, and she abruptly endured it.

Liu Zhao felt as if his shoulders were clamped by a pair of pliers.

It was so painful that tears came out of his eyes, but he hardly said a word.

Aunt Die endured forbearance and barely calmed her emotions.

"Look at your reaction. From what channel did you know the truth?"

Liu Zhao hesitated for a while before nodding slightly. The instructions in the box found the mother's relic. I also found her handwritten note in the mother's relic..."

Before Liu Zhao came to Chongzhou, the aunt Die, who had always ignored people, visited late at night and almost didn't scare him to pee.

The other party didn't say any extra nonsense, but instead handed him a delicate brocade box, saying that this thing was a relic left by his mother.

[Looking at it secretly, no matter what's in it, it must be tight-lipped, no one can say it. 】That's what

Aunt Die told him.

Liu Zhao was suspicious in his heart, but couldn't resist the temptation of curiosity, and finally quietly opened the brocade box.

Hidden in the brocade box is a peculiar key, a neatly folded piece of paper with yellowed corners, and a map drawn on the paper.

Liu Zhao avoided everyone and sneaked to the place indicated on the map. He found a treasure that was enough for a normal person to live a comfortable life.

However, those gold and silver properties are not important, what is important is that there is a relic left to him by his biological mother.

Ever since Liu Zhao had a memory, he has always thought he was the humblest son.

Mother is humble, father is cold.

It was a great adventure for him to have a meal in the Liu Mansion.

But the relics of the biological mother overturned his previous cognition-

"Don't believe that bastard!" Aunt Die decisively, "Don't believe every word that person says. If you really can't make a decision. , You can trust Lanting. If you trust Lanting, even if you don't learn or know how to do it, you will at least be a happy lord in the future--"

Liu Zhao blushed, he really didn't think so far.

He got used to it, got used to ease.

He just wanted to lay out and protect the people he wanted to protect.

"This is also written in the mother's handwritten notes.

Auntie is an absolutely credible person." Liu Zhao seemed to think of something and added, "and you." Aunt Die was startled when she heard this.

That gorgeous face was full of sadness, and her eyes seemed to cry silently.

"That's what she said?"

Liu Zhao nodded hard, holding Aunt Die's fiery eyes, "Well, that's what my mother said."

"Hmph, she has a conscience."

Aunt Die snorted, but the corners of her mouth were not. Slightly raised restrainedly.

"I just don't understand-why must my aunt want me to get married as soon as possible?"

Liu Zhao was still depressed thinking about this, and he was forced to climb the wall by being forced to marry him. He was also drunk.

"Get married sooner and go out sooner." Aunt Die said, "Your sister, regardless of her origin, do you think she really has a sibling affection for you? Do you think Liu She has a deep love for you? What if? You are too obtrusive, and everyone under Liu Xi's hands can kill you."

Liu Zhao swallowed nervously, feeling his neck chill.

Aunt Die was right. If she blocked Auntie's way and she didn't do it, the people around her might do it secretly.

He didn't have so many lives, and he could escape the clever schemes of those people.

"Separation is not a long-term solution—"

Aunt Die sneered, and pointed to a pile of materials on young girls on the table.

"The person chosen by the aunt for you, except for a good face and a good figure, has a poor identity and family background."

Without a strong natal family, Liu Zhao's appearance is so useless and not too eye-catching.

Liu Zhao took a closer look, and it was really - the woman in the painting was all pretty, but she was not very good from family background.

"Auntie, this matter is still waiting for Auntie to come back, and let her help in the selection."

Liu Zhao still insisted on his own opinion.

Aunt Die Niang's anger just calmed down again, and Liu Zhao quickly calmed her down. Raising her hand and holding Aunt Die Niang's wrist, "Auntie, if the mother's handwritten notes are not false, I think you may have misunderstood something. It's not that I am greedy for power, nor do I have a covetous future for Auntie, let alone that person. Good words and good words, I only trust my own judgment and try my best to fulfill my mother's last wish."

"What is her last wish?"

" What do you think?" Liu Zhao asked back.

Aunt Die Niang's gorgeous cheeks were stained with frost, and her eyes were murderous, and Liu Zhao felt that her neck was going to freeze.

"She was killed by others, and she still refuses to forget that person-I begged to marry someone as a concubine, so why didn't she look at me?"

Liu Zhao: "..."

No, these words are very informative--

"Liu Zhao, remember, you can't play with those two people--" Aunt Die Niang said here, with faint flashes of terror flashing under her eyes, "What a twin soul, I I don't believe it at all, it is clearly a lonely ghost of unknown origin - as for the other person --"

Liu Zhao patted Aunt Die Niang on the shoulder, calming her restless emotions.

He opened his black and pure eyes, and said softly, "Auntie, I know. But there are some things that only I can do."

Liu Zhao is not a dull person. Since he knew the status of his concubine, he knew how to hide it. .

What Mr. Xi Xi had taught, he would obviously learn it once, but he still had to pretend to be very strenuous, and he had to learn it more than a dozen times.

Because he couldn't steal the limelight of his

elder brother Liu Xi- well, it was finally confirmed that it was the elder sister.

In the final analysis, if you want to have a good life, you must not be better than the original.

At a young age, no one has taught Liu Zhao these things, but he knows how to understand him without a teacher, which shows how clever and smart he is.

But there is a sentence he must not know-

pretending to be a pig and eating tigers too much, sooner or later he will get closer to the pig.

Liu Zhao pretended to be a scumbag, and he looked up to the pig.

Its good to be a scumbag, and you dont have to worry about eating, drinking, or having fun.

It just so happens that A sister who borrows a corpse is still almighty, and she will be the ruler of the world in the future.

Whose thighs can be thicker than him?

Don't say that Liu Zhao has no conscience and doesn't care about his former sister's goodness.

He and that sister-in-law have never met a few times or even said a few words. Where do we start to talk about the relationship?

"What can you do?" Aunt Die sneered, "Even if you don't hide yourself, who can you fight against?"

Liu Zhao: "..."

He can't fight anyone, so there is no need to remind him of the sad reality over and over again.

"No, Auntie—" Liu Zhao looked around, beckoned to her, and the two whispered, "I suspect, that person is fake!"

"Fake?" Aunt Die widened her eyes in astonishment.

"From the content of the mother's handwritten notes, this possibility is extremely high." Liu Zhao said, "I already have a sister who borrowed a corpse to resurrect her soul, and I don't know where she came from... My mother also admitted in the handwritten notes that she also borrowed a corpse to resurrect her soul, and I don't know where she came from. ...I have encountered two such weird things, and it shouldnt be surprising if anything else happens—"

1000: Battle of Northern Xinjiang (Thirty-seven)

It's hard to say that she sent Aunt Die away, and Liu Zhao, whose brains were irritated by the urge to marry, let out a sigh of relief.

But he was not happy for two days, and another matter came to him.

This should start with Liu Zhao's gang of fox friends and dogs-

as a son with two thick thighs, Liu Zhao, a concubine, is very open in Chongzhou.

Others remember him whenever there is something fun and delicious. It can be called a flower at a banquet. Wherever there is good wine and delicacies, he will be there.

On this day, he went out as usual.

The person who made the invitation was from a certain gentry in Chongzhou, or from his sister's faction.

Naturally, Liu Zhao had to give face, not only had to go, but he had to go there again. The whole body was neatly dressed up and down, the luxuriant jade pendant was hung all over the waist, the brocade silk and satin were so fragrant, he took his favorite fan, and put on the exquisite jade crown, and flew out like a flower butterfly.

As soon as he arrived, Liu Zhao was surrounded by others.

Nowadays, Chongzhou's dandy is the only one looking forward.

What about bastard?

Liu Zhao knew in his heart that the weight of his concubine could not be matched by many concubines.

Many people talk to him, even if they have already begun to curse their mother, but they still have to say good things to compliment him.

This is the beautiful day with two thick thighs.

Liu Zhao took a seat in the banquet, and a few friends and dogs who had fun with him came forward to talk to him, and some of them were talking and laughing.

Just as he said, the silk and bamboo orchestra sounded, and a line of cool beauties wearing tulle on their heads, they entered in the atmosphere of flying petals. One by one is full of western style, curvaceous and slender, forward and backward, and the figure is too hot-the old scholastic must say something vulgar, but for this group of young boys who like to play, it is a scenery not to be missed-look ,you must look!

Hupengou Party thief smiled and suggested, "Brother Zhao, if you like it, brother will send one to your house."

Liu Zhao's obsessive eyes returned to clearness, and he said nonchalantly, "This is not true. My father and my sister have a close eye. They can't mess with women at a young age. If I accidentally vent Yuanyang on a woman, they have to Killing me-my life matters -"

Hupugou Party smiled, did not speak, everyone continued to eat, drink, play and have fun.

Liu Zhao also drank a lot of sake. With the help of the maid, he went down to the wing where he often naps.

As soon as he lay down, his hand touched a piece of warm and delicate skin, and he was so surprised that he was completely drunk, and opened the quilt.

It's okay if he doesn't open it, his face changes as soon as he opens it.

I saw a woman without clothes lying on the side of the bed, her honey-colored skin was plump, smooth and elastic.

Although he only glanced at it, he could also tell how good the other person was.

There is no discount on the areas that should be full, and there is no extra fat on the small areas, and the soft waist is thin and flat.

"Look at no evil! See no evil!" Liu Zhao raised one hand to cover his eyes, and waved at the woman with the other hand, "Bill--who let you lie here? Put on your clothes and leave here as soon as possible. . Old witch, do you still want the old cow to eat tender grass?"

Liu Zhao is four years younger than Jiang Pengji, and now he is only fifteen or sixteen.

He is still young, grows quietly, and is determined not to waver.

The woman was just about to put on a sultry posture, her pretty face turned black when she heard Liu Zhao's words.

She got up from the bed, Liu Zhao secretly relieved.

But before he completely let go of his breath, the strange warmth wrapped him around his neck like a water snake.

The fragrance of the woman's body rushed to his nose, and Liu Zhao was shocked to raise his hand and push the opponent away.

"Would you like to be shameless?" Liu Zhao said, "If you let you go, you can go!"

Liu Zhao didn't show his face, but he was suspicious in his heart.

He knew that his friends and dogs would not disobey his wishes without authorization.

Unless-

Liu Zhao felt cold in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

The woman who didn't know how to squeeze smiled softly and tried to move forward.

Liu Zhao hid twice, and was shamelessly pressed by the woman on the bed

.

Fart, there is something for reading.

If he usually learns to ride and shoot more and exercise more, now he won't even be unable to break away from even a woman.

"Don't take my clothes off, are you female?"

Liu Zhao struggled to death, and the woman smiled. "Are you a man?"

If someone else had such a beautiful woman, it would have been a long time ago. I'm entangled with her, why is this kid crying?

She was taken aback, Liu Zhao immediately found an opportunity to push her away, and shouted to the outside—

"Come here—someone is going to be assault—" His cry

for help was still useful, and finally someone rushed in when he heard the movement. Rescued Liu Zhao who was in a panic.

Everyone: "..."

Who is indecent?

Liu Zhao was so embarrassed that everyone was choking silently, and the woman who sent him to the door didn't chew?

Is it possible that Liu Zhao's family education is so strict, that Liu She and Liu Xi both held him to keep him innocent?

Liu Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Why is the grace of beauty so pleasant?

"Check—check out who arranged for this woman?"

Liu Zhao blushed, and trembling with his hands to pack his clothes, he knew that he was really angry.

Everyone looked at each other boredly.

It's just a woman sleeping, making it seem like being asleep-it's not asleep yet.

Liu Zhao didn't care, the woman was detained for questioning, and the entourage around her had already begun to investigate.

The final result made Liu Zhao feel so cold.

On the surface, the woman is a dancer raised by the Chongzhou gentry.

Saying good-sounding is a dancing girl, saying bad-sounding is a tool for venting.

Its okay to dance for the master, and its okay to warm the bed for the master.

After delving into it, the origin of the woman made Liu Zhao vigilant.

This woman was originally raised by the big clan of Chongzhou, but unfortunately, that big clan was still killed by his sister.

Excluding this relationship, the woman also has a connection with the northern side of the country-

this has to be guarded.

Liu Zhao meditated, and the Hupengou Party next to him said, "Brother Zhao, it's just a woman, so it shouldn't be--"

Liu Zhao said, "Why not? This woman has a problem with her identity!"

Hupengou Party jumped up in shock. , "Yes, there is a problem? I bought it specially--" I

originally wanted to take it to please Liu Zhao, but I didn't expect that the horse's butt was not photographed and it was photographed on the horse's leg.

I knew Liu Zhao didn't like women, so he could find men.

Liu Zhao came happily and walked away in anger, taking the woman away before leaving.

"Say-who sent you here?" Liu Zhao asked.

The woman blinked and asked coquettishly, "Didn't you ask before?"

"To be honest-do you think you can hide it from me?"

Liu Zhao thought of the scene in the room, and his liver trembled with anger.

He was a man and was almost rectified by a woman on the spot.

"Which dancer has such great strength, and has also learned advanced martial arts?"

If not, he wouldn't be embarrassed to ask for help.

His face is so lost in Chongzhou!